My little ladybug... she was born early and weighed 4lbs and 14 oz. Even now when I hold her I always remember holding her with just one hand. This week she got a typical cough/ cold which with her asthma means we have been doing 7 breathing treatments a day. Sometimes she says, “I no coughing” (while she’s coughing) when it’s breathing treatment time, but she mostly takes it in stride... with a little help from her favorite show, Mother Goose Club. I want to keep telling her story to myself, her, and our family. It’s a story of God’s grace to her through modern medicine, but I’m not sure I’m really doing that. So how do you tell your kids about their story and God’s grace? Is it hard for anyone else?